President spoils me again today

Shangshaocheng is crazy, and the corner of his lips is self-conscious. His voice, which is self mocking and repressive, replies: "am I human? I'm here to be a good man. What did you do to me? "

What did she do to him?

She asked herself that she had never done anything sorry for him. She fell in love with him wholeheartedly. She was the first one to think of sharing with him. She wanted to hide the unhappy things secretly. No one could have some secrets. Some secrets were destined not to tell even the other half.

CEN Qinghe was deeply wronged. She didn't know whether it was because of his hard words or his sharp words. She just felt that a heart was pierced by thousands of arrows, and suddenly she didn't want to say anything.

He didn't believe it.

Tears flowed along the corner of his eyes. Cen Qinghe waited until the suffocation was over. Then he clenched his fist and tried to shake. He said in a cold voice, "let go."

She didn't explain, just let him go. Shangshaocheng felt as if she had hit the cotton with an angry fist. She didn't take the action at all. She didn't even have a redundant excuse.

What does she mean, acquiescence?

He did not move, maintained the previous movement, clasped her wrist, pressed on her body.

CEN Qinghe waited for a few seconds, forced his heart churning pain, and said again, "let go, get off me."

Her voice was too cold, completely different from the previous eagerness and irritability, like calm as water, and more like death of heart.

Shang Shaocheng also felt that she couldn't hang on to her face, so she immediately stood up and distanced herself from her. At the same time, cen Qinghe immediately sat up and went out of the sofa.

In the dark, he said in a voice, "if you go out of this door today, you will never come in again."

CEN Qinghe's body stops subconsciously. She thinks he's going to say something. When she hears clearly, she doesn't say a word and doesn't have any nostalgia. She walks faster to the door.

He stood beside the tea table in the living room, with his back to the door. He heard her open the door and slam the door. The light reflected from the outside flashed away. With the sound of closing the door heavily, the room fell into darkness again. This time, he was alone.

I don't know how many seconds it takes for the feeling of heartache to reach the brain. In a word, it was a while after she left that Shang Shaocheng suddenly realized that her heart was aching. It was not an ordinary labor pain, but the kind of continuous pain that the knife kept poking and the pain wave after wave.

With heartache and numbness in his limbs, he dare not breathe, but only his brain is abnormally awake. In front of Shang Shaocheng's eyes, many pictures emerge. It's him and Cen Qinghe who have known each other for a long time.

She seems to be such an exciting person, but in fact she always likes to be silly sometimes; She always quarrels and never suffers losses, but when she treats people around her, she always says that it is a blessing to suffer losses; She often said that the road was slippery in the dark and the people were complicated, but she insisted on the goodness of human nature in daily work; She likes the new and remembers the old. She buys new toys every so often, but beside the pillow is always a pillow he gave her when they first went shopping in the supermarket; She told him about her childhood anytime and anywhere, and shared her childhood and all the past with her; She also likes to hear him talk about his past, because she wants to know him as much as possible and make up for their late acquaintance of more than 20 years.

She cried regardless of the image, heartrending, but laugh regardless of the image, heartless; A cry and smile are so unscrupulous person, the heart and eyes can be more where to go?

Every time he mentions her father intentionally or unintentionally, she always digs away from the topic. He can see that it is the tangle and helplessness of too much love and yearning. There is no way to forgive immediately, so she can only choose to avoid talking about it.

When he didn't like her before, he tried to mention Xiao Rui, but Xiao Rui was her taboo, and she would change her face immediately.

He knows that she and Xiao Rui are impossible, but he is just jealous, crazy jealousy. He is too afraid of the person in her heart.

Close your eyes, shangshaocheng from throat to nose is full of sour and astringent, eyes bulging, as if immediately opened will shed tears. Just now, he deliberately did what she would be angry with and said that she was destined to be angry. He didn't know what he was trying to do. It seemed that he had to use such an extreme way to vent his inner uneasiness and resentment.

But as he knows, she's not a bad woman.

"Shaocheng..."

In a trance, Shang Shaocheng heard Cen Qinghe's voice. He turned around and couldn't wait to call: "Qinghe."

There was nothing behind him. Except for the darkness, he was the only one in the big room. Shang Shaocheng was so sad that he wanted to die. He was used to Cen Qinghe's around, and she was used to her obedience most of the time. She had her own principles and ways of dealing with people. She could voluntarily bow her head, but no one could force her to bow her head.

How could he be so stupid, trying to step on her self-esteem and bottom line, forcing her to bow to him.

His brain seemed to wake up for a moment, and Shang Shaocheng felt even more painful. In the middle of the night, he drove Cen Qinghe out. Damn it!

He walked quickly to the door. He didn't walk, but ran. He was afraid that Cen Qinghe would be farther and farther away from him. This was not what he wanted.

Rush out of the door and take the elevator downstairs. It's at least five minutes before Cen Qinghe leaves. Shang Shaocheng is very anxious. He pushes the security door downstairs and runs out. There is no one in sight. He goes straight to the gate of the community, but after running seven or eight meters, he hears a familiar voice, "Hey."

He wheezed to stop, thought it was his own auditory hallucination, so he stood still and didn't even dare to turn his head back.

As time went by, I don't know how long it took. The familiar voice came again, "don't sleep in the middle of the night, come down to run in circles?"

Shangshaocheng's head is buzzing, even slightly hallucinating. He slowly turns around and looks back. A few meters away, a slender figure stands beside the door post of the unit. Her face is clearly visible under the street lamp. Shangshaocheng looks at her and suddenly feels grateful.

Yes, it's gratitude. He was born to be superior to 99.9% of the people in the world. He had everything he wanted. He didn't thank God, he didn't thank earth, he didn't thank his parents. Everyone said that his life was good. Since it's his destiny, he has nothing to be grateful for.

But at this moment, the appearance of Cen Qinghe really makes shangshaocheng feel grateful. He thanks God for giving him a chance to recover.

CEN Qinghe didn't leave. She stood at the bottom of his house waiting for him, but she just stood in the corner that Shang Shaocheng didn't see when he ran out. If she hadn't yelled, he would have lost it.

Two people separated a few meters distance, four eyes opposite, her eyes red like a rabbit, he did not cry, but eyes wet.

After looking at each other for a moment, Shang Shaocheng raised his lips and laughed.

He opened his arms to her and said nothing. CEN Qinghe saw this, instantly wrinkled facial features, squatted on the ground crying on the spot.

Shang Shaocheng comes over, squats down and reaches for her head. Cen Qinghe buries her face deeper and cries more fiercely. Shangshao city's low voice, full of guilt and helplessness, "I'm wrong, I drink too much, you think I'm crazy, don't give me the same opinion, OK?"

CEN Qinghe cried. The more he said, the happier she cried.

Shang Shaocheng squatted in front of her, put his big hand on the back of her head and said: "I want you to say, do you love me or love him?"

Voice down, cen Qinghe suddenly raised his head, a face of tears, angry voice back: "you neuropathy!"

Shang Shaocheng said without changing his face: "I'm nervous. If you are nervous, you can tell me whether you still have him in your heart."

"Yes!" As soon as he finished, she picked him up.

Shangshaocheng looked at her, beautiful black pupil was bright by the street lamp, he said nothing.

CEN Qinghe wiped his nose with the back of his hand and continued: "I went to see Xiao Rui in the hospital last night, because I can't ignore him. I have known him for seven years. Whenever and wherever he has something to do, I will help him as long as he needs me. It has nothing to do with love. I take him as my best friend and family member. Believe it or not, I don't want to keep it from you. I'm afraid I'll tell you on your birthday that you'll be in a bad mood, so I'm going to tell you tomorrow. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xinyuan. If I tell a lie, I'll be shocked. "

It's really her usual style.

Shang Shaocheng looked at her straight, thin lips open, low voice: "then you don't like him?"

She frowned, "you're sick. I'm too small-minded to accommodate two people at the same time."

Shangshaocheng seems to have drunk too much and is slow to respond. He asks in his voice again, "then I'm the only one in your heart?"

CEN Qinghe didn't know what to do with him. She didn't reply in a good voice: "if I don't like you, I'll let you scold me and wait for you downstairs. I'll give you this chance and I'll wait for you this time. If you haven't come down for ten minutes, I won't forgive you in my life."

Shangshaocheng's beautiful eyes reflected her angry and despondent appearance. The corners of her lips rose. He said nothing but laughed.

CEN Qinghe wiped his nose with the back of his hand again. He glared at him and said, "what are you laughing at?"

He made her laugh.

Shang Shaocheng laughed for a long time and said in a low voice: "I feel it. You like me very much."

CEN Qinghe was suddenly stabbed by him in the heart of weakness, had been back to tears again, she was wronged, she clearly like him, like to the sun and the moon can learn, but he also misunderstood her, bully her.

Seeing that she was about to cry, Shang Shaocheng got up, picked her up, held her tightly in his arms, kissed her on the top of her head, and said softly, "I like you too. I like you so much that your IQ drops. Don't give me the same opinion. Forgive me once."

CEN Qinghe buries his face on his expensive cashmere coat. Her heart is so sour that she can't find a tune to cry.